The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Only some people get what they want. Those are the people who show up to get it.
Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them.
A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth.
From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
I take it that what all men are really after is some form or perhaps only some formula of peace.